Chapter 971 Collapse of God (Additional update for leader Q Chai~)

The sword light recedes and all fluctuations cease.

In the temple hall, there was deathly silence all around, except for the slight sound of exhalation after Mo Hua tried his best.

After several fierce battles, this strike of the God-Slaying Sword had almost exhausted all his spiritual energy.

In the middle of the main hall, the evil fetus was also divided into two.

Half of it is blood red, full of deformed sarcomas, and the demon stumps are fused together to form a ram-horned monster like a flesh-and-blood embryo.

The other half is a golden body.

He is dressed in golden armor and has a majestic appearance. Although half of his body has been cut off, he still has the pure aura of a god.

It is Huangshanjun.

The scene in front of me was also in line with Mo Hua's prediction.

The gap between the realms between him and this evil fetus is too great. Even if he uses the God-Slaying Sword, he may not be able to kill it completely.

What's more, this is a "stillbirth", and it is difficult to define how it is considered dead.

Once you can't kill him, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

Therefore, ink painting can only find another way.

With the sharpness of the God-Slaying Sword and the laws of the Heavenly Demon's Love-Slaying Way, it can cut off good and evil, cut apart the divine body, and completely separate Huangshan Lord from the evil fetus.

In this way, Huangshan Jun can be saved.

At the same time, it can also greatly weaken the evil fetus's strength.

And Huangshan Jun is his "friend". As long as he is out of the control of the evil fetus, he will naturally be his helper.

Going back and forth like this is equivalent to using half of the evil fetus's strength for his own use.

He himself can be invincible, and this evil fetus can only be manipulated by himself.

But now, the purpose of ink painting has finally been achieved.

Huangshan Jun was finally rescued by him.

Huangshan Jun also stared slightly, a little unbelievable.

"They actually...separated..."

On the wound of the god's body, there was a trace of the aura of Zhanwoqing, which completely isolated all auras and severed his connection with the evil fetus.

Is it because... of the Demonic Way?

Is this little kid a human, a god, or a demon?

How could he possibly practice the Demonic Way? How could he possibly learn it...

Huangshan Jun was amazed and puzzled.

Mo Hua let out a long sigh of relief, slowly stood up straight, and said with a smile, "Tiger..."

Halfway through the words, the smile on Mo Hua's face solidified again, and his expression gradually became serious.

Xie Fei and Huangshan Jun were completely severed.

There is a clear distinction between good and evil.

But Huangshan Jun, who clearly only had pure spiritual thoughts, began to ooze blood threads bit by bit, and the blood threads turned black bit by bit, pus and blood formed, carrion appeared, and became contaminated bit by bit.

The ink painting is silent.

Huangshan Jun looked at all this and seemed not surprised. He raised his head and looked at the ink painting and sighed softly:

"I told you, you can't save me."

"I am the evil fetus, and the evil fetus is me..."

"Even if I am separated and become a god again, I will still continue to transform into the evil god bit by bit..."

Mo Hua's eyes dimmed a bit.

The majestic Huangshan Jun's eyes became gentle, looking at the ink painting with half regret and half gratitude:

"However, you did help me...give me a chance to settle this feud, defend the dignity of the gods, no longer suffer the humiliation of the Great Wild Evil God, and free myself from this never-ending nightmare..."

Mo Hua was startled, then slowly raised his head, "Tiger, you..."

The evil spirit was still spreading, Huangshan Jun's momentum changed, and in the bright golden light, he transformed into the god's true form, a huge Huangshan.

His origin is burning, and his magical power surges to the extreme, even to the edge of self-destruction.

Mo Hua understood what Huangshanjun was going to do. He was immediately shocked and shouted: "Tiger!"

Huangshan Jun turned back and stared at the ink painting with his narrow eyes. There was a determination to die in his eyes, and at the same time there was also deep hesitation and hesitation.

It was as if heaven and man were at war in his mind, and he was struggling with something.

This matter seemed to be more important than his life and death.

Finally, he took a deep look at Mo Hua, his eyes were complicated, with helpless trust mixed with the only hope.

"May I have your name?"

Mo Hua was startled and said: "Mo Hua."

Huangshan Jun nodded and said solemnly: "If we are really friends, I want to ask you something..."

"Take my..." Mr. Huangshan's voice paused, "...leave Gushan."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Huangshan Jun was talking about.

"Tiger, what..."

But Huangshan Jun no longer said anything, but waved his sharp claws, using the majestic power of his spiritual thoughts, and slapped the ink painting away.

Huangshanjun, who has revealed his true form, is extremely powerful.

Mo Hua couldn't resist this force. He was carried by this divine power and flew outside the hall, landing softly on the ground.

After sending the ink painting out of the hall, Lord Huangshan looked up to the sky and roared loudly. The divine power of the third level peak began to boil, and finally manifested into mountain peaks.

These mountain peaks are completely condensed by divine power, and their golden light is like substance, completely sealing the entire hall.

Supernatural power, Burial Mountain.

The divine power began to collapse, and the sacred mountain began to collapse.

For a moment, there was a roar like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking.

This astonishing power actually contains a trace of the law of "collapse", which makes Mo Hua's heart palpitate.

Just like the formation disintegrating.

But this disintegration is not due to formations or spiritual power, but to divine thoughts.

Huangshan Jun used his magical power to disintegrate his own third-level spiritual thoughts from the very source, producing a lethal force that even Mo Hua found terrifying.

If this power explodes, the entire nightmare will turn into ashes and everyone will die.

But just like the disintegration of the formation, the stronger the force, the more convergent it becomes.

In order not to harm Mo Hua, Huangshan Jun also deliberately limited the disintegrating power of his spiritual thoughts to the main hall.

The entire hall was filled with the destructive power of annihilation.

For a moment, Mo Hua even saw the changes in the way of heaven that turned into dark laws after the power of thought collapsed.

In his eyes, the magnificent but terrifying "God-destroying" flower was reflected.

But only for this moment.

Soon, the majestic and violent backflow of spiritual thoughts filled the entire hall.

Then, everything disappeared without a trace and returned to nothingness.

All the breath has disappeared.

The panic in Mo Hua's heart had just subsided. He hesitated for a moment and slowly stepped into the temple. Then he saw that after several fierce battles, the originally crumbling temple was completely in ruins.

Large areas of the magnificent walls were disintegrated into ashes.

There is also a huge pit on the ground.

Apart from this, there is nothing, everything dies, everything is obliterated.

The evil fetus is gone, and so is Huangshanjun.

The Guhuang Mountain God, the third-level Peak Huangshan Lord, died together with the evil fetus.

"Tiger, he's dead..."

Mo Hua feels slightly sour in his heart.

Suddenly the causal energy trembled.

Mo Hua was startled, let go of his consciousness, and scanned the temple again, only to find a faint golden light in the middle of the hall.
To be continued...